So, I gave up the book marathon because, after all, I am starting a new job tomorrow. Me being me, this means I spend all of my time freaking out, convincing myself not to freak out, freaking out, and feeling generally like I want to cry, laugh, dance, and throw up.
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Next up is Summerland by Michael Chabon. It’s a young adult book but I kind of need to get more familiar with that stuff. Anyway, it’s awesome. It’s a little Wrinkle in Time-esque (which is a good thing) with the missing father and the world leaping and stuff but it is full of baseball and [...]
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So, as I said, I’m having a book marathon this weekend. I started with Why Girls are Weird by Pamela Ribon and I was nervous that I wouldn’t like it because I’ve read a lot of this author’s stuff online and really liked it. But, no worries, it’s good stuff.
I like that it goes off [...]
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That was unsettling.
I’m sitting here, staring at a blank page when I hear this sound.
“whoo-WHIRRRRR-whoo”
It’s not so much a bird sound as it is a sound someone makes when they are trying to sound like a bird to lure someone else outside for the purposes of kidnapping or smooching.
I hear it again.
“whoo-WHIRRRRR-whoo”
My mom comes in [...]
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I cannot read your mind. I cannot move things with my mind and I do not have x-ray vision. I’m not really sure that x-ray vision is a psychic power, but I do not have it. But y’all, I think I am a little bit psychic. Just a smidge…a teeny tiny bit.
Here are the things [...]
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I have now heard three different people make the eye poke joke. Is this a saying? Really? I would like it if it was not, ok? Thanks.
In other news, I’ve been shopping my little heart and my even littler bank account all the way out. Before today, I had been having distressingly bad luck. It’s [...]
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So, remember when I told you all that I blew the interview for the job I went to graduate school to get and I was very sad and mopey and very much the “leave me alone or I will spill out my uncontrollable rage on you” type of girl? Me too…um, sorry about that.
I got [...]
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I don’t like the ballet movie. I would like it to stop being made. Because it is bad. Bad for ballet, bad for girls in general, and bad for movies.
Nice, economically challenged, beautiful girl wins scholarship/competition/audition to the world renowned Something Something Academy of the Dancing Something in the bustling city of Someplace. For some [...]
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Now, I’m sure some of you who read this, assuming anyone does, have thought to yourself at least once, “This girl is a mess, it’s a wonder she doesn’t fall down and hurt herself.”
Well.
So, today, blah blah interview, we’ll see what happens and I’ll let you know and until then don’t ask me, ok? Feeling [...]
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I get the whole universe-yin-yan(g?) give a little to get a little but can I please get One. Fucking. Break.
My car won’t start.
Well it wouldn’t start. It’s started now thanks to helpful tow-man but there were a few dicey moments where I almost blew up the world with my rage. Fun stuff.
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